Gravy's Assistant - Yung Gravy x Reader

What's Cooking Baby

"And...um who are you again?" I ask, cracking the front door as bit as I talk.

"Alex"

"Hey Matt! Some guy named Alex is here!"

I feel Matt's hands on my shoulders as he moves me aside. "Baby!"

"Aye Gravy!"

"Come listen to what this beautiful woman recorded in my studio. Then we can play COD or something" They run off to the back recording room, leaving me standing there, flustered and embarrassed.

I walk back into his massive kitchen, thinking about what I could possibly cook. I open the fridge. Ninety percent of it is mountain dew.

I sigh. I find a package of ground beef, taco seasoning and tortillas. I find a cabinet of unopened pots and pans. Most of them Martha Stewart

"Must be nice to have money" I begin to cook the ground beef. I pull out a cup and fill it at the fridge with ice and water. I set it on the counter.

I whip around to grab a spatula from the drawer and knock the water all over myself. I hiss from the cold.

I turn the temp down on the stove as I grab paper towels and clean up the floor. My dress however was soaked through and sticking to my stomach.

I heard laughter behind me as I continue cooking. "Hey Matt do you have a spare-"

He cuts me off "need some extra clothes? I'll grab you a extra shirt."

He runs off and Alex stares at me. "So um how'd you meet?" He laughs as I shuffle my feet. "Ah. The one night stand that won't leave?"

"Hey thats fucking mean. He hasn't told me to fuck off yet, I don't think he minds my company." I pout.

"I'm just messing, hoping I didn't offend. I haven't really seen a woman really stick around here before though....its a nice change. He called me to show you off."

I blush as Matt comes back with one of his shirts. It was a black t-shirt, plain and big enough thatd itd be a dress on me. "Go ahead and change into this, give me your dress when you get back."

"Dinner is done by the way." I laid out the tortillas and turned off the stove, giving the meat and seasoning one last stir.

I head to the room Matt pointed out. I open the door reveling one of the biggest bathrooms i have ever seen. I slip off my dress, leaving on my blue converse. I throw on the t-shirt over my black strapless bra.

"Hey uh, my dress says dry clean only on the tag, we could just hang dry it." I smile at Matt, who doesn't even try to hide his glances over my body. "Hey Alex sorry I'm not wearing shorts"

Alex smiles "nah I seriously don't care,you're gravy's girl after all"

"Alex you didn't need to say that........."I thought I was red but Matt was redder.

"Alright...anyway (y/n), about your recording. We need to talk" Alex motions towards the couch "Take a seat"

(A bit shorter but I have plans, see you soon lovely people!)